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Before his fingers make contact, a hand shoots out, grabs

his wrist, and pulls him to the rug. The boy finds

himself flat on his back with a dagger to his throat.

(CONTINUED)

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ACHILLES:

Shh.

The boy stares into the eyes of ACHILLES (30), who seems

to have barely moved. Somehow he managed to seize the boy

and put a knife to his throat without waking the women.

ACHILLES:

(whispering)

I was having a good dream.

(beat)

A very good dream.

The boy nods, dumb with fear. Achilles has the lean,

efficient physique of a boxer. His face and body are dark

from a summer spent in the sun.

BOY:

King Agamemnon sent me. He

needs -

ACHILLES:

I'll speak with your king in the

morning.

BOY:

But my lord -- it is morning.

Achilles frowns. He stands and walks naked to the tent

flap, holds it open and stares at the empty encampment.

BOY:

They're waiting for you.

5 EXT. MYCENAEAN CAMP 5

Achilles prepares for battle, strapping on his

breastplate. The boy assists him, fixing the bronze

greaves to his legs.

BOY:

Are the stories about you true?

They say your mother is an immortal

goddess.

Achilles lifts up his shield. He slips his left forearm

into the leather straps on the inside of the shield.

BOY:

They say you can't be killed.

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ACHILLES:

I wouldn't be bothering with the

shield then, would I?

BOY:

The Thessalonian you're fighting

-- he's the biggest man I've ever

seen.

Achilles mounts the boy's horse.

BOY:

I wouldn't want to fight him.

ACHILLES:

That's why no one will remember

your name.

Achilles gallops away, leaving the boy standing alone.

6 EXT. THESSALIAN VALLEY 6

Agamemnon confers with his OFFICERS on the battlefield,

including KING NESTOR (65), his trusted advisor.

When Achilles rides into view the Mycenaean soldiers

CHEER. Some cry out his name. Agamemnon and his officers

turn to watch Achilles dismount and approach them.

AGAMEMNON:

Perhaps we should have our war

tomorrow, when you're better

rested?

Achilles ignores the king and examines the waiting giant.

AGAMEMNON:

I should have you whipped for

impudence.

Achilles wheels on the king.

ACHILLES:

Who's giving the whipping?

He walks toward Agamemnon, fingers curling over the hilt

of his sword. Nestor slides in between Achilles and the

king.

NESTOR:

Achilles.

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Achilles, nostrils flared, eyes narrowed, stares at

Agamemnon. Neither man is willing to turn away.

ACHILLES:

(to Agamemnon)

Why don't you fight him yourself?

Wouldn't that be a sight, a king

who fights his own battles?

NESTOR:

Achilles.

Achilles finally turns and looks at him.

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